If you didn’t know the Kinks hailed from Muswell Hill, you certainly will by the end of the Hampstead Theatre’s first musical, which basks in the glory of the local boys made good. It’s also an apt venue in which to tell the tale of these beleaguered underdogs of British rock, lending a more intimate connection than a giant West End stage – although this is another hit almost certain to transfer.

Sunny Afternoonsticks with the rags-to-riches jukebox formula that’s made shows like Jersey Boys steady if not entirely original successes; you’ll soon fill up your band biopic bingo card. There’s the humble origins, meteoric rise, artistic crises, profit-stealing managers, inevitable squabbles and breakdowns, followed by triumphant comeback just in time for the encore.